The waiter quietly poured the wine, then left the bottle in an ice bucket by the table. They sipped their wine, staring intently into each other's eye... with unspoken promises for the night to come. They didn't break the eye contact until the waiter arrived pushing a cart containing their meal: Lobster with Lemon-butter sauce for Jack and Haddock filet with asparagus for Ariel, crisp green salad topped with fresh vegetables, fresh baked rolls with butter, and Chocolate Mousse topped with whipped. “Okay then,” I said.“Okay then is right. Now, what time does the game start,” he said.I looked up at the clock. “About fifteen minutes,” I said. I raised my almost empty Lite and started to turn toward the kitchen.“Hang on there hoss, I’ll get it.” I nodded my okay to be served. Well, I am a cripple, and there are some perks, small ones, that even an asshole like me will accept without complaint or demonstration of false pride.****“You’re fucking kidding me!” said Claire.“No, and I almost lost. Don't walk too fast oryou might burst out the top!"And with that, she picked me up, threw open the front door, and set meoutside. She said a quick "I love you" and shut the door. I heard thedeadbolt turn. And with that, I was out in the world as a three and ahalf foot tall, D-cup breasted, man-turned-woman. Crazy how fast yourlife can change.Seeing no way around it, I began the trek to the clothing store. Even inthis bra, my expansive chest bounced with every step. My hips. It'll just feel a little strange, that's all."The doctor pushed further, turning occasionally until almost the whole of the instrument was buried inside her. Lauren stole a glance, her stomach lurching at the sight of Emma, facing the wall in shame, her tiny breasts brushing against the bed and her thin legs holding her bottom high in the air. The tip of the thermometer was just visible. Lauren felt the familiar rush of blood between her legs and the churning inside her, the harbinger of.